Chloe and C&T
Part 1 - How to Catch a Chloe
It was late at night and the young blonde crept up to the door in the shadows of the mansion. Chloe had a goal on this hot summer night. To finally find the secret pool that her boss Celine was sure to be hiding in the house. Chloe couldn't say why she said she didn't have a pool, but she knew Celine was lying. The signs were clear. Vast amounts of soil that the witch had removed from the basement. Sample tiles that she had had delivered, and a package that looked suspiciously like a diving board.
“I'm going to uncover the secret! You'll see, Celine, and then I'll swim lap after lap!”
She muttered a hasty apology and began poking around in the lock with a lock pick. Chloe hadn't had to pick a lock in a long time, but this one seemed particularly stubborn.
“Come on…” Chloe muttered and smiled when the door clicked. However, her smile disappeared instantly when the door opened and Trisha looked down at the kneeling figure.
“Hey… Trisha… good evening,” Chloe said, embarrassed, quickly hiding the lock pick behind her back. Trisha looked at her with annoyance.
“Don't give me ‘good evening’. What are you doing?”
“I'm trying to find out where Celine is hiding the pool!” Chloe explained truthfully and stood up.
“Are you serious?”
Chloe nodded. Trisha rolled her eyes.
"There's no official entrance. Right now, I'd tell you that the only way to get to the pool is to go into the dungeon and press the blue button on Celine's throne.
But of course I would never do that, because we don't have a pool… at least not without a little something in return…“ whispered Trisha, holding out her hand expectantly.
”I actually wanted to use these to lure you in, but bribery is fine too, of course," said Chloe, pulling a bag of chips shaped like little fish out of her pocket.
“Always a pleasure doing business with you, Miss Denvers,” Trisha said, tearing open the bag and popping one of the fish into her mouth.
“The pleasure is all mine,” Chloe laughed softly and walked past Trisha into the house, turning down the stairs to the dungeon.
She descended the stairs and, instead of going into one of the cells, went into Celine's throne room. Ignoring the creepy atmosphere, she pressed the small button on the side of the throne, and with an agonizing scrape, a wall slid aside, revealing a huge swimming pool that rivaled Ava's. Chloe immediately rushed into the hall and was about to jump into the water when she noticed something sparkling in the corner. She walked over and was amazed to see one mermaid costume after another. Each fin lay in its own shelf compartment behind a glass pane. She read her name.
“Finally, I can play mermaid again,” Chloe exclaimed and pulled on the handle. It didn't budge.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck!”
She didn't see a lock, so she had no way of opening the glass. She briefly considered breaking the glass, but took a deep breath and thought better of it.
“Damn you, Celine. First the pool and now this? You're evil… you're just evil!” Chloe shouted as she began to take off her spandex catsuit. “But fine. Let's save the mermaid costumes for an upcoming event. But that pool… it has my name on it!”
Chloe threw her spandex suit aside and now stood at the edge of the pool in her bright blue catsuit. After her last adventure, she hadn't managed to unlock the chastity belt yet, so she was still damned to be Samus. On top of that, the belt still hadn't stopped working on her crotch at every opportunity. She groaned in annoyance, raised her arms, and dove headfirst into the cool water. Even though Celine's special latex suits were made for long-term wear, she missed the wind on her skin. The touch of her girlfriend Vanessa. Besides, the mosquitoes were now starting to bite her face, and that was a war crime in itself. Chloe glided through the water as if she had never done anything else, surfacing only briefly to catch her breath. She swam a lap and back in record time before turning onto her back and simply drifting. The ceiling of the swimming hall looked as if it had been carved out of a crystal cave, and the light from the spotlights reflected off them.
“What Celine has done here is really beautiful… I could swim here for a long time and admire the breasts…” Chloe blinked. Had she just said “breasts”? And at that moment, she opened her eyes wide. Celine was standing at the edge of the pool. Her hands were on her hips and she looked at Chloe with a mixture of amusement and anger.
“Looks like someone spoiled the surprise! But don't worry, since you're already here, you can welcome our guests tomorrow,” Celine called across the water as Chloe frantically tried to escape from the pool. The witch raised a hand in her direction and suddenly a net materialized around Chloe's body and lifted her out of the water. She was now hanging a step above the surface, pressing against the tight mesh of the fishing net.
“Oh, um, thanks, Celine, if you'd be so kind as to get me out of here.”
“You know what? Something's missing,” Celine said casually, completely ignoring Chloe's objections. She snapped her fingers and suddenly Chloe was wriggling in the net in her mermaid costume.
“Oh, come on, now you're giving me the costume? Celine? Hey, wait! Where are you going?!”
"To bed, of course. See you tomorrow, around noon or so. Good night!“
”Wait! Celine, stop!“ Chloe called after her until the stone door closed and the lights in the pool dimmed. Chloe stared after her with her mouth open. She was finally a mermaid again, but she was trapped, with her favorite element just below her.
”Damn witch…"
Part 2 - Chloe's Public Mission
Chloe bent down and lifted a box of sex toys onto a shelf so that Celine would know which items she needed to prepare for the big demonstration. The witch was so excited to attract new customers that she couldn't manage even the simplest tasks. Only sticky notes with reminders helped her stay grounded. Chloe stuck one of them on the box with the words “Enchant” before moving on to the next task. She usually enjoyed working for Celine, but lately Chloe had been feeling desperate. The cursed chastity belt wouldn't leave her alone, bringing her close to climax over and over again, only to leave her hanging. No sex, no satisfaction. Just endless frustration. Chloe picked up chalk, candles, and paper from the floor and exhaled heavily as the belt left her high and dry once again. The only bright spot she had was the blue latex suit modeled after Samus's, except for the C&T logo on the back. She was kind of forced to wear it too. And even though it still felt amazing on her skin, she missed life without it. Chloe never thought she'd say that.
“I'm finished!” Phae called out, bursting into Celine's lab. Chloe was so lost in thought that she was startled and everything she had just picked up flew across the lab.
“Hey, Phae. Good work,” Chloe said to the little angel and bent down to pick up the papers.
“Hehe,” said Phaelyn, watching Chloe tidy up. A playful grin graced her face.
“What's up, Phae? Are you falling in love with my Samus latex cosplay again?” Chloe asked, raising an eyebrow.
“A little, but I finished work before you did!”
“Well… yes? And?” asked Chloe, who had absolutely no idea what the angel was getting at.
“And that means I get to punish Chloe!”
“What kind of rule is that? I always finish my work before you do.”
“And that's why it's special when I finish before you, and as a reward, I want to punish you!” explained Phae, and Chloe couldn't argue with that solid reasoning. She took a short breath, put the chalk and candles in a drawer, and stood in front of Phae.
“Go ahead. It can't get any worse,” Chloe muttered as her cell phone vibrated. While Phae grinned broadly as she pulled metal shackles out of a drawer, Chloe checked who had texted her. It was her friend Vanessa. The demon was suffering from an illness and unfortunately, she could do nothing to treat it because human medicine would not help.
Hey Chloe…
Are you feeling better, sweetie?
So-so. I can't move very well. Um… can you do me a favor?
Sure!
Can you go to the pharmacy and get me some medicine? I have such a hard time falling asleep.
Oh, of course, honey… and that works?
Sleeping pills are sleeping pills. Let me know when humanity finds a cure for Sanguor Mortalis.
I'll ask around ;)
You're the best xo
Xo
Chloe put her cell phone in her purse and was about to leave when Phae's head appeared in front of her. She still had a big grin on her face and was holding handcuffs with a long chain. Chloe had been so worried about her girlfriend that she hadn't even noticed that the angel had shackled her feet and thighs. The chain was long enough that she could probably walk without any problems. But running was definitely out of the question. Before Chloe could stop the angel, the handcuffs clicked around her wrists and she stared down at Phaelyn.
“Phae? Can you take those off? I have to bring Vanessa her medicine.”
“But… you lost…”
Chloe sighed.
“Please, Phae.”
“I don't know where the key is.”
“Then open them with your magic.”
“I don't know where my magic is.”
“Now you're really messing with me, aren't you?”
“Yep!” See you later! Wupwupwupwupwup!" Phae shouted, sprinting out of the lab and out of Celine's house. She left behind a stunned Chloe, whose chastity belt began to vibrate again. Chloe stared at her restraints. She picked up her cell phone.
This could take a while…
Chloe gritted her teeth the entire car ride. To avoid attracting attention, she had thrown a coat over her shoulders. Thanks to the damn handcuffs, she couldn't put it on properly, so she hoped it wouldn't slip off while she went into the pharmacy.
“No parking… Of course,” Chloe muttered and drove past the pharmacy to find a suitable spot. She turned into a side street and parked her car there. Still, she would have to walk back a few steps. Chloe awkwardly unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of her old pickup truck, cursing. The coat slipped slightly, and she just managed to catch it before it fell to the ground. Chloe clutched it to her chest, hoping no one would notice the shackles that were definitely peeking out from under the hem of the coat. At least her feet, trapped in latex, were hidden from view, as she had swapped her sexy high heels for sneakers before the drive. She took a deep breath and tried to ignore the growing desire between her legs, but as always, it was becoming increasingly difficult. Especially when she walked back to the pharmacy. The rubbing of the latex against her skin made her crotch tingle even more. But as always, she was disappointed as soon as she reached the street. Suddenly, there were people everywhere. Most of them ignored Chloe, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see some of them pointing at her. She quickened her pace, but quickly realized that this only made her situation worse. The shackles dug deeper into her ankles and the dragging of the chain across the sidewalk drew more attention to her. Chloe immediately slowed down to a normal walking pace, just to avoid tripping. She didn't want to imagine what might happen then.
“Are you all right?” asked a man in a suit with a briefcase in his hand, and Chloe jumped in fright. The man's eyes suddenly widened and he turned pale, while at the same time all eyes turned in Chloe's direction as she presented her latex legs. Cursing, she straightened her coat and smiled shyly, but when she looked up, the man had already moved on, his face red.
“ Philistine,” Chloe muttered and smiled. However, her smile disappeared when she looked ahead and saw that everyone in front of her had eyes only for her.
“Lost bet,” Chloe whispered and lowered her head. Now she didn't care anymore and rushed into the pharmacy as fast as her shackles would allow. At least the people here didn't look at her like a piece of meat, and she walked up to the counter where a pharmacist smiled at her.
“How can I help you?” he asked kindly.
“I, um… my friend is sick and she needs something to help her sleep. Do you have anything?”
“Of course,” he said, turning around as he searched for the medicine on the shelf behind him. “What's wrong with your friend? Maybe we have something that could help her?”
"Um, no, she… has some kind of Latin disease or something. It comes and goes.
Unfortunately, never completely,“ Chloe explained, looking around nervously until she saw one of the cameras aimed directly at her. She wanted to sink into the ground when she saw more of them, all pointed at her.
“Ah, I see… then I hope she gets better soon. The warm weather is probably bothering her too, right?”
“Not really, she’s from… the deep south.”
The pharmacist gave her a frowning look over his shoulder and seemed to notice her coat for the first time. His gaze became even more intense when he saw her latex fingers clutching the coat as if her life depended on it.
“Are you also from the… deep south?”
“What?”
“Because of the coat.”
Chloe looked down until it clicked and she looked back up in a flash.
“Yep! Deep South. I'd freeze without this coat!” she lied quickly, and they just looked at each other for a moment. Finally, he sighed, took the medicine from a shelf and placed it in front of Chloe.
“That'll be $27.99.”
“Sure! Just a… moment,” Chloe said, staring at her coat pocket. Her mind was doing mental gymnastics as she tried to figure out how to get to her wallet without exposing herself.
“Problems?”
“NO!” Chloe barked, but she didn't move an inch. She was trapped. Either leave without bringing Vanessa her pills, or show the pharmacist her situation and be caught on high-definition cameras. From all angles.
“Come on. I'll help you,“ sighed the pharmacist, walking around the counter and pointing to her jacket pocket. Chloe nodded and he pulled out her wallet. He carefully took out the money and put the change back. Then he slipped it back into her pocket, along with the medication.
“Thank you,” Chloe murmured shyly.
“You're welcome… do you need anything else?”
Chloe just shook her head.
“Then have a nice day.”
“You too,” said Chloe, turning around quickly and leaving. She had to get out of there, fast. Her coat got caught on a shelf filled with fruit gummies. The momentum knocked it over, and her coat was torn down with it.
Vanessa lay in her bed, barely able to keep her eyes open. But she had to stay awake. She was afraid she would miss Chloe otherwise.
“She should be at the pharmacy now, right?” she muttered, suddenly flinching when she heard her friend's piercing scream that shook the whole city.
Part 3 - Chloe in the Woods
“Right! That should be everything ready for our guests. Chloe, could you go to the parking lot and welcome them?” asked Celine, trembling with excitement. She was wearing her finest red latex dress, which held her breasts in check and elegantly framed her figure. Celine waited for a response from her employee, but got none. She looked around in confusion until she saw Phaelyn gently rubbing Chloe's latex-bound back. Chloe herself had laid her head on her arms, her eyes closed, moaning softly.
“Um, Chloe?”
“Chloe?” Phaelyn whispered in her coworker's ear, and Chloe jumped up.
“Huh? What? What?” Chloe asked, looking around in confusion. “Yes, Celine?”
“I wanted to ask if you could welcome our guests… but are you okay?”
“The belt… and… what happened yesterday. I wanted to sink into the ground.”
“I'm sorry, Chloe…” Phaelyn said, ashamed, but Chloe shook her head.
“It wasn't your fault, Phae. I have to admit, the chains and restraints were an interesting change. It's just the belt and… the vibration of it drives me crazy…”
“Ooooowwwww,” said Phae, hugging Chloe from behind. The blonde patted the angel on the head. Celine smiled gently and sat down at the table with her employees.
"I'm sorry, Chloe… maybe we should postpone the event until tomorrow? Or you can call it a day and Phae and I will take care of it? You really don't have to put on the other chastity stuff. That was just a stupid joke…“
”No, no, no. Your guests have come all the way from England. I, um… just try not to feel anything… down there,“ Chloe muttered, pointing to her crotch, ”and, um…"
Chloe looked at the chastity bra lying on the table. It was the counterpart to the belt, forged from the same metal, but not enchanted. The curved shape and rich steel colors gave the chastity set an elegant touch.
“Oh, screw it,” Chloe said, grabbing the metal hemispheres. She stood up unsteadily and walked to the door, pulling the bra over her breasts and fastening it. Phaelyn and Celine watched her with concerned looks.
Chloe didn't even bother to put on a coat. Her reputation was already ruined. Before long, everyone in the world would see her in the middle of the pharmacy, wearing nothing but the blue latex catsuit and the chastity belt. So why should she worry about it now? With dull eyes, she walked through the forest, not paying attention to where she was going. The belt rubbed against her crotch over and over again, seeming to numb her head. Only when she almost ran into a tree did she look up. There were only trees around her. There was no sign of the forest path.
“Great… lost,” Chloe muttered irritably and looked around, “Trees… trees everywhere. Yep, now I know where I am.”
She sat down on the ground and leaned against one of them. She was about to pull out her cell phone when she remembered she hadn't brought her coat.
“Classic.”
She looked up through the canopy of leaves and squinted toward the sun. However, she didn't know exactly how that would help her, and she groaned. Her belt started up again, and she knew it would just leave her frustrated once more.
“It's no use… I have to find my way out of here,” she said to herself and stood up again. She brushed the dust off her body.
“Maybe… maybe I can help?” asked a shy voice, and Chloe jumped. Behind a tree stood a young woman with a smooth face. She had fair skin, which was covered with vines and leaves except for her arms and lower legs. It looked as if she were wearing a catsuit made of plants. Plants bloomed on her shoulder and arm, and horns grew out of her blonde hair. She looked very nervous and held her hand over her mouth. Chloe sensed a warm aura emanating from her and felt immediately drawn to her.
“Oh? Who are you, cutie? My name is Chloe, and who are you?” Chloe asked curiously, but remained where she was, not wanting to scare the woman away. The woman in front of her seemed to be thinking until she said, “My name is Elyanna. I thought you needed help and… yeah,” she said, now visibly nervous. Not wanting to alarm her further, Chloe sat back down by the tree and smiled gently.
“You've got that right… but I doubt you can help me. Even my friend couldn't, and she's really smart and powerful,” Chloe explained, tapping the chastity belt.
“Ooooh. You want to get rid of that?”
Chloe nodded and sighed.
“I'd do anything to get rid of that thing.”
Elyanna now lowered her hands and grinned broadly.
“Really anything?”
Chloe's smile disappeared. She had heard that phrase too many times in movies and on TV.
“Yes, um… no, thank you. I don't have anything and I'll manage somehow. See you around,” Chloe said, getting up from the floor and turning to leave.
“Hey! Hey! Wait a minute. That wasn't so mean! I'm sure we can find something you could give me in exchange,” Elyanna said, running up to Chloe and grabbing her arm. But Chloe continued on her way, hoping to take the right path and not get lost in the forest, only to end up asking Elyanna for help after all. “No thanks, Elyanna. I've grown quite fond of the chastity belt. If you could please let go of my hand…” Chloe said, pulling her hand away from Elyanna. Only now did she notice that Elyanna seemed to have razor-sharp fingernails, and she slashed the latex suit as she pulled away. Her skin began to bleed. Chloe flinched. “Ouch! Be careful!” Chloe said indignantly, watching for a moment as the suit grew over her wound and hopefully closed it.
Elyanna stood behind her and her mouth began to foam. She hadn't experienced such disrespect in years.
“DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM?”
"Elyanna. I just asked you your name, remember?" Chloe said, rolling her eyes. Behind her, she could hear Elyanna almost bursting with rage.
“That's it!”
Behind her, Chloe heard a shrill scream. She flinched and covered her ears. Chloe turned to see what Elyanna was doing, but Chloe froze. All the warmth Elyanna had had was gone. Instead, a biting cold emanated from her.
Trees lost their leaves and shattered like glass on the forest floor or dug into it. Her warm skin had turned an icy blue. Her hair was dark blue, almost black, and her clothes of flowers, vines, and leaves were now made of old fallen leaves, ice, and thorns. She raised her hand toward Chloe and screamed.
The sharp sound pierced her ears and made her stumble backward. Chloe was about to turn around and run away, but it was too late. A purple beam shot out of Elyanna's finger and hit Chloe's chastity bra, throwing her backward. Chloe hit the ground hard and instantly blacked out.
“I'm really sorry for the delay, but unfortunately I have to take care of my employee. If you like, you are welcome to go to our guest house, look around, and stay the night. Rilliana and my other employees will bring you everything you need. I apologize again!”, Chloe heard Celine say and cautiously opened her eyes. Above her stood a concerned Phaelyn and Ifry.
“CHLOE IS AWAKE!” Phaelyn cried, throwing her arms around Chloe, but immediately letting go when she burned herself on the metal bra.
“If you'll excuse me,” said Celine, entering the living room. Chloe was lying on the sofa, looking nervously at the angel rubbing her hands.
“What… happened?” Chloe asked, stroking Phae's back.
Ifry pulled her girlfriend back slightly to give Chloe some space.
“We wanted to ask you that. If I hadn't heard that scream, I probably wouldn't have found you until much later,” Ifry explained. Chloe remembered immediately and searched her chest. The chastity bra was still there, and she looked up at Celine.
“No…” she said, turning pale. The metal framed her entire upper body, preventing her from taking off the suit at all.
“Um,” Celine said uncertainly, waving her hand. A key appeared in it. But when she inserted it into the lock of the bra, it only glowed purple while the key evaporated.
“That's bad.”
“That bitch,” Chloe muttered, falling back onto the sofa. Now she was encased in even more metal and couldn't even take off half of the latex suit anymore. Chloe closed her eyes and took a deep breath as the belt began its cruel work again.
Part 4 - C&T Visitors
(Cassandra is from StarkundLieb)
(Sam, Em and Tanya are from ForeverAltered)
Rilliana drove her car back to the forest after she had an appointment at the courthouse and had to run a few errands for the guests. The elf turned into the parking lot and was about to drive deeper into the forest when she saw several people looking impatiently at their watches. She made a U-turn and drove over to them.
“Excuse me, can I help you?” Rilliana asked politely, and the four women looked up. The oldest of them was about to say something when she was interrupted by the woman in her late twenties. She was wearing a sleek suit and seemed a little out of place near the forest and next to the three other women, who were dressed much more comfortably.
“I was invited to visit the C&T company and we've been waiting forever to be welcomed. Do you know where we can find the company?”
Rilliana frowned.
Wasn't Chloe supposed to pick up our guests? She wondered, looking at the slightly older lady who was trying not to get annoyed but seemed to be failing.
“You too?” Rilliana asked with a friendly smile.
“Indeed. I traveled here especially with my dear friends, Samanta and Emily, to see the C&T products,” said the woman, pointing to her companions. The two youngest had a longing expression on their faces and looked alternately at Rilliana and the forest.
“Then something seems to have gone wrong. Chloe should have welcomed you already,” said Rilliana, getting out of the car. She bowed to her guests, taking care not to let them see her pointed ears.
“My name is Rilliana. I'm one of the employees at C&T. It seems I'll be welcoming you. Please get in and I'll take you to our company as quickly as possible.”
The two younger women began to beam, and with a nod from the older woman, they got into the back seat.
“You must be Tanja? The nice lady from England who runs the fetish shop? I dare say we've spoken on the phone?”
“Oh, Miss… Aearoneth. It's you! I'm delighted to finally meet you,” said Tanja, shaking Rilliana's hand warmly.
“I'm glad you made the long journey. Please get in, and you are?” Rilliana asked the woman in the suit kindly. The woman narrowed her eyes and watched the other guests get in.
“Cassandra Adela von Rabensprung from Gritek Industrie…”
“Of course,” said Rilliana politely, offering her the passenger door.
"I'm really sorry for the delay, but unfortunately I have to take care of my employee. If you like, you are welcome to go to our guest house, look around, and stay the night. Rilliana and my other employees will bring you everything you need. I apologize again!“ said C&T Celine's boss, bowing deeply to Samantha, Emily, Tanya, and Cassandra. The latter did not look particularly amused and glanced around Celine's house somewhat disparagingly. She had no other description for the property than ”old." Cassandra even wondered if there was running water or even a toilet.
“I hope this… guest house is furnished for guests,” she said, unimpressed, as Celine straightened up again.
“You'll be surprised. Please follow the rules Rilliana will give you strictly and…” said Celine, glancing into the living room.
There they could see the figure of a woman sitting on a sofa in a light blue latex suit. But what immediately caught Sam's eye was the artistically designed chastity belt and matching bra that held her slender body captive. She felt Ems's elbow in her ribs and immediately her stepsister whispered in her ear.
“Holy shit! Sam, do you see that? How can she even go to the …? Is she doing this voluntarily?”
Sam could only stand there and stare at the woman on the sofa as if hypnotized.
“Is that Chloe, who was supposed to meet us? Is she okay? Why is she wearing…?” Sam asked, reluctantly tearing her eyes away from the woman.
Celine nodded with a hint of sadness in her eyes and said, “She… It's difficult for her at the moment and she… is a little stuck. But considering the circumstances, she's fine. If you'll excuse me,” said the woman in the red latex dress and went into the living room. She closed the door behind her, bringing the younger guests back to the present.
“What does she mean by she's stuck?” Sam asked Rilliana, and almost automatically her hand went to her own crotch as if to prevent herself from being put back in a chastity belt.
“Long story… um… always have a spare key,” Rilliana said, ruffling Em's blonde hair.
“Shall we move into the guest house then? Tanya? Ms. von Rabensprung?”
The two older women stared so intently through the wall that Rilliana thought they could see right through it. Rilliana had to call them by name again to finally bring them back to the present.
“Excuse me… Chloe was wearing…” Tanja began, but was interrupted by Cassandra.
“Is that girl wearing one of the C&T suits?” she asked sharply, earning herself a harsh look from Tanja.
“That’s right. Fortunately, otherwise Chloe’s situation might be even worse,” said Rilliana, amazed at the expertise displayed by the two women. “If you would please…”
“Where do you make the latex for the suits?” Cassandra asked, this time cutting off the elf.
“Um… in the lab here,” Rilliana said, pointing to a door next to them, “But unfortunately…”
She didn't get any further as Cassandra already walked towards the door and tried to open it.
“But unfortunately, the lab is not open to the public.”
Tanya grinned broadly as Cassandra let go of the door with a click of her tongue.
“But a little peek can't hurt, right?” Tanya asked, taking Rilliana by the arm and pushing her toward the lab door. “We can keep it between us.”
Rilliana smiled gently but was unimpressed by Tanya's friendliness or Cassandra's stern expression.
“Unfortunately, that's not possible,” the elf repeated kindly but firmly and instead led Tanya to the front door, closely followed by Sam and Em. Cassandra stared at the lab door for a moment before clenching her hands into fists and following the others.
“Behind me are the guest rooms, and behind the glass panes are our virtual reality capsules,” Rilliana explained, pointing to the rooms.
“What does C&T need VR technology for?” Emily asked curiously, opening one of the glass panes. Behind it was a box made of transparent glass and padded with rubber. Next to it was a touchpad, which was currently turned off.
“Well, Celine wanted to do something nice for one of her best customers and her friends, so she developed a game for them. In addition, each participant was allowed to take a costume with them,” explained Rilliana, while Sam looked over her stepsister's shoulder and imagined what the two of them could do in the cramped box. Cassandra also pricked up her ears when she heard this and glanced at the VR rooms.
“What kind of game?” she asked, thinking about how she could use the technology in her company to give free rein to her ideas and push the boundaries of what was possible, at least virtually.
“Pokémon,” Rilliana said tersely, which earned her four confused looks. “We're working on expanding the range of games. Um…”
Rilliana now seemed to be at a loss for words and looked around the lobby. On a shelf stood a box labeled “For playtesting.” Rilliana opened it and found Christmas-themed sex toys inside. A green butt plug that looked like a Christmas tree. A red and white anal chain, a white ball gag, and black restraints with gold clasps.
“Umm,” said Rilliana, and her guests came over to her, only to give her even more confused looks.
“Miss Aearoneth… Are these Christmas sex toys… in summer?” asked Tanya, while Em cautiously reached for the Christmas tree, only to pick up one of the leather restraints when she remembered she wasn't alone.
“Um. Well, I think Celine had hers…”
“The cuffs… are cold! And the ball gag…” Emily picked up the ball gag and felt its icy coldness. But it wasn't painful on her skin, it was pleasant. A coldness she missed on some hot British summer days. Sam picked up another pair of cuffs and beamed.
“Wow. How does that work? Is there air conditioning built into all the products? Or ice packs? Then they would have to stop at some point. How long do these things last?”
Cassandra seemed more interested in the VR cabins, but when she heard Rilliana's answer, she became baffled.
“Um, they should stay that way forever. Unless Celine made a mistake in the enchan … manufacturing.”
“Wait… Are you trying to tell me that you're simply disregarding the first two laws of thermodynamics? With… sex toys?” Cassandra began to say, but she slowly worked herself into a frenzy. “No, you're not just disregarding them, you're completely shattering them and tearing them apart!”
Rilliana turned pale and her mouth fell open as she struggled to find the words to explain what was going on. She was so uncomfortable that she didn't see Emily take the Christmas tree out of the box and put it in her pocket.
“Um… Maybe it's time to go to bed!” she said quickly, snatching the restraints from Sam and Em's hands. With the box under her arm, she hurried to the door and turned back to her guests, who were staring after her with their mouths open.
“Food will be brought to you, and you are welcome to touch and try everything here. BUT, we don't want you walking around alone in the forest or the clearing at night. Please stay in the guest house, as it is very dangerous outside. And on behalf of the company, I apologize once again for any inconvenience,” said Rilliana, bowing before leaving the guest house. Cassandra cursed quietly and went to one of the rooms and slammed the door. Tanya stared at the door for a while as she hugged her protégés. Both young women looked up at her.
“Do you think you can sneak into that lab and see how Celine makes her products? Maybe when everyone is asleep? We don't want to cause any trouble.”
Sam grinned while Emily looked a little nervous.
“Are you sure that's a good idea?” she asked hesitantly.
“Says the one who just stole an anal plug Christmas tree!” Sam exclaimed, and Emily grinned sheepishly.
“It's… pretty… and will make a great decoration,” Emily lied, much to the amusement of Sam and Tanya.
Part 5 - Sam Snooping Around
Cassandra Adela von Rabensprung slammed the door and clenched her hands into fists.
“If this keeps up, this trip will have been a waste of time!” Cassandra hissed. “I have to find out what's going on here and…”
Cassandra stopped when she saw the room she was standing in. A room stretched out before her, with a king-size bed with fluffy bedding. Lamps were embedded in the ceiling, illuminating the room brightly. A black sofa stood in the corner, facing a television that took up an entire wall. It was turned on and showed a coral reef with several sharks and smaller fish swimming around. The image was so sharp that Cassandra thought she was standing in front of a pane. She had expected many things, but not this display of luxury and elegance after seeing the main building of the C&T company. The only thing that didn't quite fit in was a metal box in the wal. A touchpad hung next to it, displaying the C&T logo. Curious, she touched it, and as the logo slid aside, an event schedule and several menus opened up.
“Wait… Where did Emilie go?” asked Sam, who wanted to take another closer look at the VR setup. She just managed to catch Tanya before she could retreat.
“Oh, Emilie wanted to freshen up a bit before we have dinner and before your mission,” said Tanya, smiling mysteriously.
“Oh. That's a good idea… Which room is she in?” Sam asked, looking at the row of doors, which all looked the same.
“Um…” Tanya murmured, also looking down the hallway, “I think the fourth one from here?”
“You think?”
"Oh, even if not. You'll see each other again at dinner anyway. Relax a little after the long journey and enjoy the peace and quiet. Especially from that lady over there," said Tanya, nodding toward the first door where Cassandra had disappeared. Before Sam could say anything else, Tanya had disappeared into her room, leaving her alone. She just shook her head and walked four doors down. Sam knocked and entered the room. There was no sign of Emilie, but her mind was suddenly blank when she saw the luxury that stretched out before her. She felt overwhelmed by the huge TV that took up the entire wall and showed a deep jungle. The Vines in it looked so real that Sam thought she could get tangled up in them. With some effort, she turned her eyes away and looked at the other screen. She saw that dinner was in an hour and a tour was scheduled for tomorrow.
“And what do we have here?” she muttered, frowning when she saw the C&T clothing option. Sam glanced briefly at the closet on the wall. It was bigger than Emilie's and hers combined. However, it was empty. She shook her head and selected the option. Immediately, hundreds of clothing appeared. From simple jeans and shirts to evening dresses and latex suits. Somewhat confused, she tilted her head.
“We… can create something to wear? But with so many options, they can't possibly have everything in stock…”
To test it out, Sam selected a pair of loose-fitting jeans and a black shirt. She pressed print and a loading bar appeared, which disappeared within seconds. A bling sound was heard and the metal box next to the tablet flashed. Sam opened it and looked down at the shirt and jeans. She took both items out and felt the fabric.
“Nothing super special, but…” Sam muttered, putting the items aside and looking into the box. She saw neither a tube nor any signs of a double bottom. She closed the flap and selected a simple latex suit. Once again, it was “printed” in seconds, and she was amazed when she took out a black suit without a zipper. She immediately sensed that it was made of more than just regular latex. It glided over her skin as if it were normal fabric, seemed more robust than regular latex, and yet was just as stretchy. Sam didn't wait for anyone to tell her what to do next and threw her own jeans and old shirt on her bed. Her underwear followed, and she stood naked in the room, but not for long. She pulled the suit effortlessly over her legs, up her hips, and over her shoulders.
“This must be a record,” Sam joked, wanting to adjust the suit, but it already fit her perfectly. It pressed against her slightly, but not uncomfortably, and gave her a good figure. The shiny suit glistened in the light of the ceiling lamps as if it had been woven from stars. Sam caught herself biting her lower lip. The suit felt incredible, but something in her head told her there was more to discover. She turned back to the screen. Her fingers trembled as she selected the “latex bondage” option. Everything was there. Straightjackets, biohazard suits. The options even included latex sleeping bags, although she didn't know how she would eat in one, but her finger selected something else. “Petsuits,” she murmured as she selected the option. It opened up a world that she and Em had always dreamed of, and she knew what her sister was doing at that moment.
She selected one and saw that she could equip it further. She pressed on it, but a small lock appeared, blocking her progress.
“Enter admin password to continue,” Sam read, and a number field opened in front of her.
“Oh, what kind of killjoy is this?” she muttered and pressed zero four times. To her surprise, the message “Password accepted” appeared and she was able to continue snooping. Sam swallowed as she read the options. Some of them sounded too fantastic. Too good to be true, or downright impossible. Without thinking too much about it, she simply selected everything and pressed Print. The loading bar appeared, but this time the machine was working hard. A humming sound emanated from the box, and finally, bling. Sam opened the box and there it was.
“A regular catsuit?” Sam asked disappointedly as she took it. But there was something else. A kind of cell phone was underneath it.
“That must be the remote control or something, but how…?” Sam muttered, but was already studying the device. She pressed around on it and selected a few of the options the suit should have here and there until she reached the end of the list.
“Automatic dressing? You're not serious,” she asked, looking down at the suit. But in the end, she confirmed the option. At first nothing happened, but then the back of the suit peeled apart on its own, and so did the back of the sleeves and legs.
“Wow… and right away? Should I have taken this off?” Sam wondered, pulling at the collar of her first catsuit. “Well… should I just lie down in it or… eh?”
Sam's question was answered when the suit suddenly jumped at her and knocked her over. The suit immediately closed around her body, but it didn't stop there. As Sam tried to get up, she fell back to the ground when the suit pulled her arms and legs away. As if by magic, threads wrapped around her limbs and fused together, so that her hands were stuck to her shoulders and her legs to her buttocks. Even though she was already familiar with this position and this type of suit from England, it was something else when the suit restrained her without any outside help. She felt uneasy and wanted to get out of the suit, but she was horrified to discover that she was still holding the cell phone in her hand and that it was now buried under latex, out of reach. She wished the nightmare would end, but Sam's eyes widened when she remembered what else she had selected.
When it was time to eat, Cassandra left her room and saw that the C&T employees were just setting the table.
“N… Nice suit. I… I hope you like it,” Phaelyn said nervously as she placed a fork on the table. But she flinched when she caught Cassandra's stern gaze.
“It's quite… comfortable,” she muttered, unable to help but look down at her body. The tight latex hugged every inch of her body perfectly. At the very least. But she had to admit, it was truly a masterpiece and a great addition to her research at home. The black color seemed to absorb all the light, making it difficult to make her out. Cassandra, however, could see every part of her body. Everything was where it should be.
“Is everything all right, miss?” Phaelyn asked, but Cassandra waved her away.
“Yes, yes,” she said curtly, looking up as the other guests appeared in the hall. Tanya had also opted for a catsuit that hugged her voluptuous figure. Cassandra raised an eyebrow. She had to admit that the larger lady could wear the suit without it looking strange. It made her look elegant. It pushed her body in the right direction and didn't show a single wrinkle. When the other door opened, all eyes turned to Emilie. The young blonde turned as red as her dress. It fit her body like a second skin and clearly showed her erect nipples under the latex. Even her belly button was visible through the dress, which squeezed her body into an hourglass figure. It ended just above her knees with ruffles. Her shoulders were also adorned with them, and her neck peeked out from a ruffled collar.
“He… hey,” she said shyly, looking at Tanya, who smiled encouragingly at her.
“You look great, Emilie… Did you want to make Sam happy with that?”
Emilie nodded and buried her face in her hands when she saw the C&T employees staring at her. At that moment, Celine herself arrived at the guest house.
“I see you've all helped yourselves to our latex products! And how do you like the suits? And the dress, of course?”
“It's fine,” Cassandra said, sitting down.
“I've never been able to wear latex before, but this,” Tanya said, stroking her belly, “feels fantastic and looks good.”
“And you… Emilie, right?”
Emilie had her mouth tightly shut and they could all see that she was incredibly happy. She nodded happily and Celine smiled at her.
“Good, then… is anyone else missing?” asked Celine.
“Oh! Sam should be behind the door,” said Tanya, pointing to the fourth door.
“Then let's go get her,” said Celine, but she was interrupted by Emili, who was eager to see what her stepsister was wearing. Emilie opened the door and froze when she saw a latex pet girl on the floor.
“S… Sam?!?” Emilie asked, shaken, but she couldn't help but swallow greedily. Sam was stuck in the strictest pet suit she had ever seen. Her arms and legs were bound in thick latex and looked as if her limbs had been dipped in latex. Her neck was encased in a neck corset and a mask made her look like a little dog. They could hear Sam's labored breathing through a tube. It was faster than usual, but Sam wasn't panicking. On the contrary, she seemed to be in a kind of trance.
"AWWWWWWW! Tanya! Can we keep her?" Emilie asked, trying to tease Sam a little, but she didn't know that Sam couldn't hear her under the mask. She took her sister in her arms and gently stroked her back. Meanwhile, Cassandra looked down at Sam with interest and sadistic satisfaction. Sam had perhaps discovered exactly what she had been researching for so long. None of them noticed that the C&T employees were adding a silvery liquid to a glass of water.
“Seriously? Why did you change the password?” Rilliana asked.
“The old one was so long, hehehe,” Phaelyn laughed, looking enviously at the young British woman whose head was just being freed by Celine.
Part 6 - Chloe’s view in the past
Chloe lay on Celine's sofa, breathing calmly, staring at the opposite wall with her eyes half closed. Phaelyn lay curled up on the armchair next to her, watching over the young woman. Chloe barely noticed her as one thought after another wandered through her mind and the numbing effect of the medicine took hold of her body. Celine had given her something to drink that numbed her senses as long as she wasn't disturbed. It suppressed the vibration in her crotch. At least that way she could sleep or rest and be spared from the cursed belt. That way she could think about a few things. The mistakes that had brought her here, but also the friendships she had made. She had found her first real friend in Summer, and that friendship had only grown stronger since then. Especially when Chloe had run away from home, dumped her boyfriend, and Ifry had suggested she take the path of virtue.
“Good times,” Chloe murmured.
“Mmm?” Phae asked, raising her head.
“I… was just thinking back to my time with Summer. I lived with her for a while.”
“That must have been great,” whispered Phae, and Chloe nodded.
“Especially the day she showed me latex…” murmured Chloe as her eyes grew heavy.
“Would you want to relive it?”
Chloe opened her mouth to answer the angel, but no words came out. Instead, she just nodded and fell asleep a second later.
“Then I'll see what I can do. Maybe with a little extra,” Phae whispered, reaching out her hand toward Chloe.
Chloe had pressed her head against the cold window. It was a blessing in the heat of summer. Chloe thought about how best to spend the rest of the day outside and stood up when the bus driver announced her stop. She stepped outside and trudged through the shin-deep snow. Cursing, she threw her hood over her head and lifted one foot after the other with effort. "Wait… Wasn't there just…" Chloe muttered, shaking her head when she couldn't spot anything wrong. She had more important things to do and hoped the wind wouldn't blow her away as she trudged down the street from the bus stop to Summer's house. Her old coat was wrapped tightly around her body, protecting her from the snow and wind that tried to rob her of her senses. But she trudged on undeterred until she stood in front of Summer's house and inserted the key into the lock with trembling fingers. The door swung open and Chloe stumbled inside as a gust of wind caught her. She just managed to prevent herself from falling as the front door slammed shut behind her.
“Hey! My house isn't a panzer!” Summer called from the living room, chuckling at her own joke.
“Sorry… it was the wind,” Chloe muttered with a smile. She groaned softly as the warmth of Summer's house warmed her face and she caught the scent of hot chocolate.
Chloe took off her coat and thick winter boots, walked into the living room, and plopped down on the sofa next to Summer. Her pink-haired friend was playing such an old video game on the TV that Chloe could count the individual pixels. Chloe had never been able to understand how Summer could play these “retro” games when there were so many better-looking ones out there.
“I can hardly see what's going on. Is that Pokémon?”
“Nah. It's Metroid: Zero Mission. Want to play?”
“Nah,” said Chloe, but she couldn't take her eyes off the character jumping up and down in front of her. He had long blond hair like her and was wearing a blue suit.
I wonder what it feels like to wear something like that? Chloe wondered, licking her lips.
“Are you okay, Chloe?” Summer asked, and only then did Chloe realize that she was staring at the character as if spellbound.
“Uh. I… I don't know exactly… that hero there… who is that?”
Summer grinned and paused the game as she pulled out her cell phone. She found a picture of Samus and showed it to her blonde friend.
“That, my dear Chloe, is Samus! A space bounty hunter. Do you like her? I think you have the same hair, and that's why you're interested in her, right?”
Chloe bit her lower lip hard and nodded, but something else was actually keeping her eyes glued to the screen.
“Samus… and what… what is she wearing?”
“Chloe, Chloe, Chloe… That, my dear, is her blue Zero Suit. A skin-tight… let's say latex suit.”
“Latex?”
Summer's eyes began to shine, she put down the controller and stood up.
“Come on! I have to show you something! What size do you think you are?”
“Um…”
“That was a rhetorical question,” Summer said, narrowing her eyes to study Chloe's body, “it should fit!”
“Wait! What should fit?” Chloe asked, but Summer had already pulled her into her room and sat her down on the bed.
“Get undressed!” Summer ordered as she began to open her closet. Chloe was about to give her the finger when a sweet smell reached her nose and briefly confused her. She remembered that she sometimes had this smell in her nose when she was out with Summer.
“What is that?” she asked, and Summer glanced over her shoulder.
“The smell? That's latex, my dear. I keep my best suits in this closet here. I think… this one, maybe?” Summer said, pulling out a pink latex suit.
“No.”
“Oh, come on, you would. . .”
“Look like a pig.”
“Well…” Summer said, putting her hands on her hips. She was about to start persuading Chloe when something flashed in her eyes. Summer blinked and turned back to the closet before pulling out another suit, a blue one. It looked just like the catsuit Chloe had just seen on Summer's phone.
“How about this one?”
“Why not start with this one?” said Chloe, picking up the latex. It felt strangely familiar, even though she could have sworn it was the first time she had ever touched this luxurious material. Before she could even think another thought, the suit was clinging to her body. Chloe’s normal clothes had disappeared.
Chloe didn't seem to mind, though, and stepped in front of Summer's mirror.
“I have to admit, it suits you much better than your retro version over there,” Summer laughed, admiring her friend from behind as Chloe's hands ran down her body. She licked her lips and turned to Summer.
“What else do you have?” Chloe asked, and her friend looked at her in surprise and seemed to freeze for a moment. Chloe saw the golden glow in her green eyes again, and Summer began to beam.
“You'll be amazed!” Summer said, pulling Chloe back onto the bed. She went to the closet and threw a thick swimming ring on the floor.
Summer motioned for her friend to step inside. Chloe didn't have time to think about it because the next moment she was standing in the swimming ring and Summer threw a large, transparent latex sheet over her. Chloe's head was pressed into a mask while Summer was already attaching it to the ring.
“There! Now we're going to turn you into a collector's item!” Summer said triumphantly and turned on a vacuum cleaner. At first, Chloe didn't know what she meant until the latex shrunk around her body and clung to her. Within seconds, she couldn't move and was completely trapped in the sheet. As Summer said, she became a figure. She became Samus Aran. Chloe looked in the mirror again and saw her perfect form in it, but something was wrong. The mask had no holes. Neither for speaking nor for breathing, but that didn't seem to bother Chloe. Nevertheless, her fear of not being able to breathe grew. She closed her eyes tightly.
“I don't like breath-play!”
Chloe opened her eyes and blinked. Phae was still lying across from her, her nose bleeding. This sight immediately wiped away her strangely realistic dream.
“Phae, you're bleeding!” Chloe murmured weakly, trying to sit up.
“Eeeeeeh! Oh, it's nothing!” she said panickedly, adding in a whisper, “… I was just admiring your amazing body…”
Phaelyn quickly hid her hand under the blanket, from which a golden glow emanated. But before the two could say anything, they heard footsteps outside, from several people.
“Did the others go outside?” Chloe asked, but Phae shook her head.
“They're asleep upstairs.”
“Hooooo…”
Part 7 - What Snooping Around Too Deep Gets You
The shared meal was a strange experience for everyone involved. There were Celine, Tanya, and Cassandra Adela from Rabensprung, who were engaged in intense conversation about their businesses. They exchanged ideas and talked about their companies. And then there were the C&T employees, Emelie and Sam, who was still stuck in the pet suit. Since the remote control had disappeared under Sam's full-body suit, Celine said she couldn't free Sam until tomorrow.
“This is an emergency… remote control,” Celine had said, pressing the device into Emelie's hands. They couldn't free Sam with it, but at least it allowed her to move, remove the gag and the dog mask. Emelie had been very worried about her girlfriend, who, once she was able to move, tried frantically to free herself from the pet suit. But after one of the employees gave her a glass of water to drink, she simply fell asleep. Sam now lay next to a full dog bowl, snoring quietly, while Emelie alternated between looking at her stepsister, eating her own food, and watching the blonde girl in the full chastity belt set. Emelie wondered if she was really locked in it or if it was just a show for them.
“Em?” asked a soft voice, and Emelie immediately looked down at Sam, who was trying to find her way around her new body. “What happened?”
“Oh Sam, what are you doing?” said Emelie, kneeling next to her friend to help her up.
“The boss said you were wearing something that was still top secret! It's a miracle they didn't throw us out!” Em hissed, stroking Sam's latex-covered body. She licked her lips when she felt Sam trembling underneath, not out of fear, but because of the lust they were both feeling right now.
“Here, let me help you,” said Em, managing to pull down the dog mask, “so you can eat.”
Sam looked at the bowl, which was filled with the same food as the others' plates. She sighed in defeat and bent down to the bowl.
“So, how did… she… manage to put on that suit herself?” Cassandra asked with a calculated look at Sam.
“As I said, I'm afraid I can't say,” Celine said with a smile and took a sip of her wine. Tanya immediately poured her another glass. The somewhat bigger woman now seemed to feel very comfortable in her latex catsuit and wanted to loosen Celine's tongue with the wine.
“But you can reveal a little bit. After all, we all want to bring these great inventions to the world,” said Tanya with a broad smile.
“Exactly. You can tell us. Are they nanorobots? Can the suit close around her like that?”
“Uh, nano?” asked Celine, looking at the blonde woman who had driven them here.
Rilliana made a shrinking motion with her fingers and Celine replied.
“Even smaller than nanorobots!”
Tanya and Cassandra were so shocked that they didn't notice Rilliana slapping her forehead.
“Even smaller? But how?” asked Cassandra, but Celine quickly closed her mouth before she said too much.
“It's already late, and I don't want to keep you from your precious sleep. If you'll excuse me? Good night!” said Celine and drank the wine. She stumbled toward the door in a wide zigzag pattern while Tanya and Cassandra stared after her.
“Great! You scared her away!”
“Me? You're the one who started talking about nanorobots!” Tanya hissed back, and small flashes of lightning darted back and forth between the two women's eyes. But before they could continue bickering, Rilliana stepped in front of them.
“We'll say goodbye now. You don't have to worry about Sam. Our suits can be worn for a long time,” Rilliana explained.
“Oh, really?” Chloe asked dryly, as she had been wearing her blue suit for weeks. Rilliana cleared her throat.
“Anyway. I would like to remind you once again that for safety reasons, you are not allowed to leave the house alone,” she said, which was acknowledged with a nod. Rilliana bowed and disappeared with the other employees.
“You're not planning on breaking into the lab at night to steal the secrets, are you?” Tanya asked with a broad smile.
“Me? Never. You?”
“Not me… I'll let the others do that,” Tanya laughed, looking at Emelie and Sam.
The former could have played the femme fatale in a movie, with her beautiful hair and long red latex dress, while Sam could have been her faithful lapdog.
“Don't be ridiculous, those two wouldn't make it five meters away from the cabin,” Cassandra laughed mockingly.
“How about a bet, then?”
Late at night, Cassandra opened her bedroom door a crack and peeked out. It was pitch black in the entrance hall of the guest house.
“Perfect,” she whispered and slipped through the door. Her body seemed to blend into the darkness, thanks to the suit C&T had given her. This would give her what she was really here for.
The secrets in this lab. As quiet as a cat, she crept to the front door and stepped through it, only to stumble over Sam, who was on her way to the main house with Emelie.
“What the…!” You kids shouldn't be out here! Back to bed with you!"
Both women looked at Cassandra with baffled expressions.
“We're 22 years old. Calm down,” Sam said irritably, kicking Cassandra's shin with her bound knee. It wasn't particularly hard, but it got the point across.
“You little…”
“Can't we all just go to the lab? We just want to know what they're hiding there. Nothing more, nothing less,” Em said diplomatically.
“Fine by me. But if you get in my way, then…”
“Yeah, yeah,” Sam cut her off and scrambled ahead of the two women. Em couldn't help but notice that the tail stuck in Sam's butt was wagging happily back and forth.
“Hey, Sam… the tail…?”
“Yes, it does, and I can feel everything!” Sam hissed, cutting her off. Em had to stifle a laugh, while Cassandra could only roll her eyes.
“So, the first obstacle is the door. How do we get through here?” Emelie asked.
“With this thing here,” Cassandra muttered, sticking something into the front door lock. It began to whir quietly until the door clicked.
“Unbelievable that I'm opening the door for you guys,” Cassandra muttered and entered the cabin, closely followed by Em and Sam, who was clinging to her girlfriend's legs. They could see a small light burning in the living room, but Cassandra didn't care and went straight to the lab door. The whirring sound could be heard again, but this time there was no click.
“This might take a while,” Cassandra muttered, pressing her electric lock pick deeper into the lock. Em watched her intently over her shoulder. She had never done anything so forbidden before, but she felt a rush of adrenaline. It was exciting to break into a top-secret lab and uncover the secrets of C&T. Sam, however, didn't care about the door and stared into the living room. She thought she saw something under a blanket that piqued her curiosity. Without Emelie or Cassandra noticing, Sam crawled down the hallway and nudged the door aside with her head. She went inside and saw the woman stuck in the chastity belt and bra. She was lying on the sofa, breathing calmly. Sam assumed she was fast asleep. So deeply that she dared to get closer. Sam wanted to take a closer look at the suit and the artfully crafted metal that encased her body. Like the latex she was currently wearing, the blonde's suit was crafted by a master's hand.
“No wonder she doesn't want to destroy it,” Sam whispered, admiring the smooth, bright blue latex. She was about to take another step toward the woman when she heard muffled cries of joy behind her.
Apparently, they had succeeded. Sam thought and was about to go back to her stepsister when the door slammed shut as if by itself. Annoyed, Sam exhaled and took a breath to call Em for help, but that wasn't a wise decision with someone sleeping next to her. Her expression darkened, but she thought of a plan that might get her attention after all. But as she was about to put it into action, she suddenly felt hands around her waist. Completely taken by surprise, she wiggled her arms and legs, trapped in her pet suit, but in the end she couldn't fight off the blonde's grip.
“Aww. Did someone get lost?” Chloe asked, pulling Sam onto the couch with her.
“Um, no, if you…”
“Shh. Don't talk… just cuddle,” Chloe murmured sleepily and threw the blanket over them both before pulling Sam close.
“But… if Em sees this, then…”
“She has other problems,” Chloe whispered, hugging Sam tighter as if she were a teddy bear, while the latex rubbed together and squeaked softly.
Emelie and Cassandra cheered when the door to the lab finally swung open. They both squeezed through the opening, but then stood rooted to the spot. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't take another step.
“What the…! What is that?” Cassandra asked irritably, pulling on her leg, but it didn't budge.
They couldn't see what was holding them either. Until the light came on. In front of them was another door, and on the floor lay a long carpet of glue. Their feet were sunk in a thick layer of adhesive that held them fast.
“Are we on the hidden camera show?” Em asked, a hint of panic in her voice, looking around for help.
“No! But on my punishment show!” said a voice behind them, and they both spun around. One of the C&T employees was standing behind them. Her blonde hair was interspersed with a patch of black hair, and her angelic face had a broad grin on her lips. But what made the two women swallow hard was the huge leather-covered paddle that read, “I fucked up.”
“P-punishment?” Em asked, turning pale.
“Yep! You didn't follow Rilliana's rules and broke in! That's bad! And must be punished!” Phaelyn explained proudly.
“Dare to use that thing, and…” Cassandra hissed, but Phaelyn was already swinging the paddle and slapping it on her butt. The pain pierced her like an arrow and made her stagger forward, right into the glue, so that she proudly stuck her butt out toward Phaelyn. She was speechless. She had never felt so humiliated.
You'll pay for this! she thought as it smacked again and the next moment Emilie was stuck in the glue next to her, her bottom burning.
“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!” said Em, trying to rub her bottom, but now her hands were also stuck deep in the glue and she couldn't pull them out.
“Sooo! I don't remember exactly what Celine said about how many strokes you deserve with the paddle, but… I think I'll just start,” said Phaelyn, smashing the paddle down on both of their exposed bottoms at the same time. Both women cursed loudly, but they couldn't escape the attacks.
The next morning, Celine wobbled down the stairs.
In her hand she held a remote control that could free Sam. She was about to go to the cabin to release the young woman when she saw Chloe sleeping in the living room with Sam in her arms.
“Ooooh, looks like someone had a particularly good night,” Celine murmured with a smile and turned around to see Phaelyn sleeping on the floor with a huge paddle in her arms. In front of her, two women were stuck in the sticky trap. Their bare bottoms were visible to everyone, emblazoned with the words “I fucked up” in bright red letters.
“Haaaa, how I've missed these mornings,” Celine murmured and made herself a cup of coffee.